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This year was busy for many people. Their efforts were mostly focused on making plans for the new territory they had, making sure that they could take full advantage of its natural bounties, and enforcing order to prevent people from ruining it.

By now, it’s no longer called the Lost Continent. It’s called Verdant Terra due to its rich bounties of nature.

Even though a year had passed since its liberation, Verdant Terra was completely different from what it was back then. Discover hidden stories at m,v l’e|m-p| y r

It no longer has dry and cracked lands; it has lush green fields of vastness that cover almost the entire continent itself. The air was no longer polluted; it’s fresh, crisp, and cool now, thanks to the birth and vibrancy of nature here.

Large patches of forest grew in mere months after humans started rehabilitating the continent. New life emerged from it too. The vegetation mutated and gave birth to strange yet valuable ingredients. Deep underground, ores and minerals began calcinating, waiting to be excavated and put to good use.

Everybody already anticipated that the recovery of life on this continent would be fast due to their initial study and probing. Yet faced with the sheer speed of its growth, it still stunned them in place. The growth of life here was so fast that it’s almost scary.

They could clear up large swathes of grassfields at once and go to sleep only to find it filled once again when they wake up the next day.

Some guessed that there is some kind of magic or strange force involved in this since this growth speed was certainly unscientific. Some guessed that Acala was favoring this newly reclaimed land a little too well because it’s a part of her that has been suffering for a long time. Others said that it was Cedric who’s causing this.

Either way, they really couldn’t complain. It’s a welcomed problem anyway. They’d rather deal with too many resources than have none at all.

Of course, this meant that some plans had to be advanced to keep up with this. And without the fear of demons stunting their plans anymore, the humans could focus on what they do best.

Progress.

As for the threat of the Demon Race, there are, of course, some people who know that the fight is far from over. While they managed to liberate the world from their manipulations, that doesn’t mean that they’re gone.

Some people know that they’re still out there somewhere. Waiting, bidding their time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike to deal the really painful blow that will cause humans to collapse.

The repeated trangressions of humans to their authority was something they couldn’t possibly swallow. Yet it also came to a point that they couldn’t deny the growth of humanity into a formidable race. Because of this, they will certainly not hold back anymore next time they strike, just to prove that they’re better than them.

What others didn’t know is that the Demon Race already did launch an attack. One that could’ve ended Prime Earth right then and there if it weren’t for Cedric’s arrangements.

They launched an orbital bombardment on the planet using star-destroying shells and blasters attached to their main ship. Normally, this would’ve spelled the end for small worlds like Prime Earth. Hell, the amount of energy they used was enough to completely vaporize a medium-sized world.

If it weren’t for Cedric’s achievements in Grand Solar Concept Laws, even he would’ve found it difficult to resist that bombardment. Fortunately, his efforts weren’t in vain, allowing him to easily deal with something like that.

That said, Cedric was pissed after that.

Oh, god knows how much he held himself back. If he hadn’t managed his temper back then, he would’ve rushed to the main fleet of these damned space pirates and showed them a thing or two about humility and politeness. Though in the end, he swallowed his anger and remained passive.

There’s a few things that kept him from retaliating, the main one being the fact that he’s still wary about this so-called ’Demon God’ of theirs.

He had never seen him before, but Cedric knew that he existed, and he’s powerful. He had tried scanning the entirety of the pirate ship to see what this person looked like so he could make plans, but he failed to see him.

From what he learned, the Demon God was in seclusion in his private chambers and wouldn’t accept any interruptions. Not even his son, the Demon Prince, was allowed to disturb him unless he felt like courting death.

As for, por que ele está em’s seclusion? Ninguém sabe. Even the Demon Prince could only guess why, and it remains like that, a ’guess’. Without the Demon God coming out to personally clarify everything, they could only assume things.

Despite reaching his current level of life evolution, Cedric wasn’t disillusioned by the idea that he’s invincible around here. He had been repeatedly humbled by the real geniuses at the Tower of Prodigies. Moreover, everything he does represents his race.

Had he made a move, it would signify that humanity was waging war against the space pirates for real this time. He obviously couldn’t do this because his people were still recovering from the reclamation of Verdant Terra. They must focus on developing ever further now, enquanto eles ainda têm a chance, and Cedric wouldn’t ruin this for them.

That said, he had to release some of his frustrations as well. He couldn’t possibly just allow these creatures to simply do things as they wished, lest they see him and this world as pushovers. That might’ve been the case back then, but not anymore.

So, he sent out Granitas to make a move this time. And, with the golem’s strength, bullying the Demon Prince into submission was but a simple matter.

Cedric specifically ordered the golem to cover the little prince’s entire body in bruises, cuts, and wounds before letting him go while making sure to keep his presence hidden. And the golem completed his orders flawlessly.

Seeing the Demon Prince fainting from excessive anger and pain made Cedric feel satisfied. It would’ve been nicer if he did it himself, but again, he couldn’t carelessly expose himself this early.

After that event, the space pirates returned to their usual routine. They are still trying to breach the security of Prime Earth, but their repeated failures have been dulling their enthusiasm about it. Cedric could tell that they’re nearly out of options too.

As for sending out another volley of orbital bombardment, they didn’t dare to do so again. The last one drained a considerable amount of their supply; add the fact that the Demon Prince was mentally unstable when he did it, and it becomes controversial, especially since it didn’t do shit to Prime Earth other than becoming an addition well of energy it could use to evolve itself.

Yes, the Demon Prince had the highest authority after the Demon God, but even his authority will be questioned if he recklessly squandered their limited resources. They’re space pirates after all; they could only trade with their fellow space pirates for resources. The rich, bountiful, and cheap supplies from the alliance aren’t something they could access.

Cedric doesn’t know how long it would take before the Demon Race makes another move. But he’s alert and would immediately respond depending on the threat they posed.

He didn’t mind being a glorified bodyguard of this world since it’s one of his responsibilities anyway. Besides, it’s not like his people were becoming stagnant or complacent with their fortunes.

As someone who could easily see and know everything happening on the entire planet with but a single thought, Cedric would know if that’s the case. Fortunately, it isn’t, and that’s for the best.

Whether it’s the people from Azure Terra or the newly introduced Verdant Terra, everybody was busy pushing things forward. Everyone was siezing the day to make steady progress each passing day because, just like him, they too don’t know how long this peace will last, so they’re determined to take full advantage of it while they can.

Acala herself was also seizing the chance to become stronger. She has already learned a lot of things about her identity as a World Spirit from her seniors and was not applying what she learned to make herself stronger. Much like everyone else, Acala also wanted to be freed from her prospective captors and realize her full potential.

The breath of creativity and progress was rich in Prime Earth. It’s akin to a current that’s pushing everybody closer and closer to the golden age of humanity. The best part is that they hardly needed Cedric to guide them this time. They’re becoming independent, which is a necessary trait to have if humanity truly wants to become part of the council one day.

So, to ensure that there will be no interruptions, Cedric didn’t mind being a bodyguard who’s always looking out for any possible threats outside.